|Mellow dogs of Fajardo|
|Seeing the sunrise over Culebra is one big perk of heading east|
|Those winds we've felt over here did a real number on the malecon over there|
|See that dip? On the street side is the blue painted ramp. Really.|
|We'd bought a drink and were relaxing on a wide edged planter when these pigeons started to gather. And gather. And gather.|
|Only on this part of the lines and these two homes in front of us.|
It was weird. The dogs didn't scare them a bit and neither did we.
|Domino dominion. Excellent paintings.|
We decided there was time for one more beverage before ferry time and looked for something else new. One place we tried didn't serve any alcohol but they directed us 'behind that van and down the alley to the next street'. Yep, there it was. Only a few men, with a woman bar tending, who was probably also the owner of the bar. She poured a Culebra pour and made sure we were happy. We were. She also collected elephant statues and pictures. They were on shelves and walls, big ones, small ones, exotic ones like I'd never seen before. We complimented her on her fine collection. I need to learn how to say elephants in Spanish for next time...
Have a solemnly smiling Saturday. Do something seeing.